7 Am In Munich lyrics

[Intro: Luh Tyler]
Yeah, n*gga
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew
Skii
Gang, gang
Yeah

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
I ain't tryna do a thing but keep on runnin' it up
I see they got a couple bucks, they still ain't f*ckin' with us
Even the fans are switchin' up, I can't give no one my trust
I told that b*tch she for the streets, so I can't put her in cuffs
She see these diamonds and the cheese, I bet she lettin' me crush
Stop all that beefin' 'bout the cheese, you n*ggas be doin' too much
Mix the grabba with the weed, n*gga, I ain't smokin' no Dutch
I'm tryna smoke the pain away, I just been rollin' it up
Did this sh*t all by myself, no, I don't owe these n*ggas nothin'
We already know how this sh*t get, that's why bro rollin' with his gun
Man, I been countin' up all these blues, this sh*t been f*ckin' with my thumb
You'd think my n*ggas was in a band how they bе poppin' out with drums

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Ain't nothin' like them lame n*ggas who bе going through your stuff
b*tch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me f*ck
I ain't bring the sh*t in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump
Just waitin' on a n*gga to say my name, he gettin' flushed
I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs
You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland
Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you chosen
[Verse 2: Luh Tyler]
Uh, I told my n*gga to stack them bands and I'ma stack 'em up with you
I told lil' Yak, "You gotta keep puttin' on for all the young n*ggas"
How the f*ck my diamonds flashin'? I ain't takin' no picture
My n*ggas been about that action, the way they ride with them pistols
If she ain't tryna let me f*ck, I just might try it with her sister
They say I should've been a ref', I swear the kid so official
Do my thing real quick, then cut her off, I bet she gon' miss me
Off that drink, I got her out her drawers, think she a lil' tipsy
Got a pocket full of blues on me, them b*tches so crispy
Yeah, n*gga, I swear I ain't been broke in a minute
I'm from Florida where we wear Cubans and take trips to the dentist
I turned into a boss, can't take a loss 'cause I'm winning

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Ain't nothin' like them lame n*ggas who be going through your stuff
b*tch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me f*ck
I ain't bring the sh*t in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump
Just waitin' on a n*gga to say my name, he gettin' flushed
I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs
You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland
Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you chosen

[Verse 3: Kodak Black & Luh Tyler]
You get that skrilla, n*gga, don't blow it, these hoes be goin' already
Told Luh Tyler, "Lil' dog, you gotta stack your money like Perry"
You better be standin' on your sh*t when them accounts timed out
And I don't give a f*ck, you better not ever tell a b*tch what you got
And I don't give a f*ck, you better not ever show your left with your right
And I don't give a f*ck, you better not ever let 'em play with you twice
[Outro: Luh Tyler]
n*gga
Yeah, ayy
Phew, skii